Darlinghurst has many walls, many old walls, many stone walls. At night the people go to bed and it is the walls that are left outsde to tell their story's.


From churches to humble old houses the walls of Darlinghurst have characters. Personalities that reach out as you walk to say hello like old friends. I especially love the white house precariously perched on a street corner on top of a huge squared off piece of bedrock. The house was probably there when the street was narrower and the widening of the street took all but the foundations of the house.
Comments